Daily life of a cultivation judge-Chapter 943: rules of bad luck

Even though he half expected the question to come, even if not today, Ma Yuan’s pupils couldn’t help but tremble vividly as he felt his heart come to a standstill from Yang Qing’s questions.

Seeing his reaction, Yang Qing couldn’t help but sigh inwardly. It was a question he didn’t want to ask, but there was no avoiding it. Ma Ling’s treatment had progressed faster than expected.

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Tan Jie’s earlier evaluation had the treatment lasting for a year with the bulk of the time catered to completely cleansing her of all remnant effects of the removed memory gu and restoring her soul to what it was. Tan Jie had expected it to take about seven months, but it ended up taking four.

Yang Qing could guess part of the reason the time got shortened had to do with the ’environment’ of his abode. It was filled with his vitality-rich aura which experienced a subtle spike in quality ever since the changes with his peerless yin-yang jade nature bones physique.

With his abode so densely pervaded with his spiritual qi from cultivating, the properties of his physique had an inadvertent effect on those within it, especially on those who were weaker than him, be it the spiritual plants, herbs, and spiritual beasts Ma Yuan had introduced to the place, down to even Ma Yuan himself and now, his foundation establishment daughter.

Tan Jie was the one who noticed the effects first, as her primary care, which she then conferred with Yang Qing, and that was when they discovered the changes.

With Ma Ling slightly warming up to Ma Yuan, and the need for the duo to be around each other, Tan Jie decided to increase the amount of hours she spent at Yang Qing’s abode, as she lessened the hours she spent at the Coalescing tranquility rivers of healing pavilion. She believed the interaction between the two, and the revitalizing properties of Yang Qing place could maybe hasten her recovery, and her guess was proved to be right.

All that was left now of her treatment was the reintegration and acclimatization of her memories which though was the most crucial part, but if done correctly, would take the shortest time.

By Tan Jie’s estimates, it should not take more than two months, which meant Ma Yuan had two months to decide what path he and his daughter would take.

Rather than wait till the last moment, Yang Qing decided he might as well broach the subject now, so Ma Yuan just like Ma Ling, could have two months to try and come to terms with the decision he would make. At least with having already come to a decision, he could use the two months to prepare himself as much as he could with whatever path he decided on.

It took a moment for Ma Yuan to compose himself, but even then, it wasn’t by much as was evidenced by his mildly trembling hands as he reached out for the earth fire goji berry wine. He took a big swig of it and used its burning sensation to calm his nerves.

"The thing you said about her joining the Order, would it really turn that way?" Ma Yuan asked, his voice tinged with worry that mirrored his current look.

Yang Qing sighed slightly as he poured himself a cup of the wine, taking a gentle sip himself, before turning his attention back to Ma Yuan.

Ma Yuan’s heart raced slightly when he saw the sympathetic look Yang Qing cast as he looked at him, which left him sighing as he said,

"Figures,"

"If she joined, this place would likely be the safest place for her, but at the same time, it would also be the most dangerous.

You’ve been out there, you know the sentiments that cultivators of all walks of life have about us. Some appreciate us, but more often than not, most do not, and think of us as painful eye sores..."

Yang Qing paused to take another sip and then put the wine bowl down, pouring himself another cup of the earth fire goji berry wine. It had a light mellow color to it which matched the rays of the sun heralding the end of winter.

Within that jar, he could see a reflection of his face, before the scene transformed to a younger version of him seated in the hall room donning black and orange robes that had the symbol of a robin on them.

"During my final year at the Institute, we were told bad luck can not be avoided no matter how blessed with the heavens you were. Wherever or whoever you are, it will always find you, and joining the Order itself could be considered bad luck itself, and those who joined were guaranteed to be close acquaintances with it.

It is foolish to think you can avoid it. So the Institute’s purpose and the Order as a whole isn’t to help its members avoid it, but rather, it is to help them survive it when it does strike, and not just once, but as many times as it strikes because it was almost guaranteed to not fall just once," Yang Qing said with a slow and somber tone.

Yang Qing turned his head from his wine bowl to Ma Yuan.

"During my first ever evaluation, one of those places I was headed to was this sect. It was a sect with a decent history having produced several core formation experts in its history, but it fell on hard times and rapidly declined to the point that it went for hundreds of years without producing a single cultivator in the foundation establishment realm that was until three years ago when one of their own finally broke through and with it they finally got the qualifications to jump from the unranked to the ranked."

Yang Qing paused to take a sip before he continued.

"When that sect was in decline, it was an avalanche-like fall. They lost everything from their accumulated cultivation arts which included their legacy arts, to all resources that was not tied down which included some of their disciples and even high ranking figures and eventually they lost even their ground itself and were forced to relocate to some remote area whose location would not attract greedy eyes..."